Dad's Vast And Varied Wardrobe

No one will ever call Dad a clothes horse, well, at least that is what I thought before but I have been set straight. 

Dad got new shorts yesterday, it was blue tag day at the Goodwill and since Spark had gotten all his work done for the week we were there.  Yes, a Goodwill trip is an incentive for Spark, it is one of the few things he cares about loosing.  Odd, but I go with what works. 

Anyway, we get home and Dad puts them on and asks how they look.  "Great," I told him, "they look like all your other shorts."  I was politely told that all his shorts are different colors and his new ones are at least half a tone different.  He went into the bedroom and came back with all his shorts, three pairs now, and said see, they are all different colored.  Sure enough, they are all different colors of tan.